i felt a funeral in my brain
¨I felt a Funeral, in my Brain" by Emily Dickinson
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading - treading - till it seemed That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated, A Service, like a Drum - Kept beating - beating - till I thought My mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box And creak across my Soul With those same Boots of Lead, again, Then Space - began to toll,
And then a Plank in Reason, broke, And I dropped down, and down - And hit a World, at every plunge, And Finished knowing - then -
As all the Heavens were a Bell, And Being, but an Ear, And I, and Silence, some strange Race, Wrecked, solitary, here -
This poem is about the speaker battling with her inner conflicts. You can tell she is depressed by the use of upsetting words. At the end of the poem she gives in to her dark thoughts and went insane.
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